I love the blossoms of early spring, they're always such a hopeful sign. Of more sunshine, of green grass, of fragrant blossoms, of a new season.
When I first caught sight of the cherry blossoms in Vancouver on our recent trip, I craned my head out of the taxi, drinking in all the pink splendidness.
We're in the middle of changing seasons as well. Soon, very soon (like as in tomorrow!!), we will have our very own place to make a home. It's just a small hobbit-like place but it's ours and it's a blank canvas to paint with many memories.
It's been almost a year to the day that we packed up all our stuff and moved East to seriously pursue music. We followed that dream all the way and the door shut where we thought it might open but then another door opened up, just like it always does. God always, always, does things for our best, things that will make us grow, that will make us become more like Him, that will bring Him glory. And even though that has been hard for me to learn, slowly that truth is sinking in and I want it to be real in my life.
So, here's to new adventures and new places of beauty to explore and a whole new chapter!